Her body tensed, she would not be willingly going anywhere, with these guys. Vishous took out a cigarette, lit it, and inhaled deeply. His eyes fixed on her face, as if he were trying to place where he had seen her before.

His friend Butch gave him a slight pat on the back, breaking his concentration, "Yo V, what's doing man? You know we cant take a human back to the mansion, Wrath would shit" then he turned and faced her "Look if you want to take care of some personal business with her…"

"Fuck you" V said turning to face him " I dreamed of her" he whispered so low that she almost didn't hear it.

She looked down at the rock she had been clinging to; did she really think she could use this as a weapon against these men? She quickly scanned the alley Vishous and Butch stood together arguing in some strange language, while the third guy, Phury, leaned against the wall his eyes darting back and fourth down the alley. She knew she couldn't fight them, that would be stupid, even if she had something better than her rock, these guys looked like they were trained assassins. She had only one choice…to run. Her body and her mind made the decision at the same time, as she spun around and sprinted forward. She had rounded the first corner, urging her legs faster, thinking that if she could just get somewhere more public she could formulate a better plan. She darted around another corner, desperate to find the main street, chancing a look back to see if anyone was following her when she slammed into something hard. No not something, someone. She recognized him immediately, even though she had only seen him a few times. He was one of her stepfathers men, but there was something more menacing about him, with his pale eyes and white hair, and also… he smelled funny…sweet, sickly sweet, like baby powder. She remembered, long ago, noticing that smell on some of the men. She knew they were only used on particularly hard cases, so her stepfather must have finally called in the big guns to find her. He grabbed her by her hair, and proceeded to pull her down the alley.

"Leaving so soon…lesser" she heard Vishous hiss. Lesser, what the fuck is a lesser she thought. Slowly they turned, and he smiled at Vishous.

"Good evening Brothers, as much as I would enjoy staying and well, killing all of you…I have a little matter to settle"

"What the hell do you want with a human girl?" Vishous demanded.

"That is my business, the girl is of no concern to you," the man said. She could see Vishous pull two daggers from his belt, his muscles vibrating, preparing to attack. When Phury, and Butch rushed him from behind knocking him down, unfortunately, his grip on her didn't relax, and they both crashed to the ground. She heard a loud Crunch as her face slammed into the ground. Tears immediately filled her eyes, and she could taste blood in her mouth that flowed steadily out of her nose. Her body screamed, as she tried to force herself to focus. Shakily she pulled herself out of the way, until she could go no farther. Everything was blurry from the stream of tears falling from her eyes, and then there was a bright light and a loud pop, and as quickly as the fight began it was over. She opened her eyes, and looked around. Vishous, Butch and Phury all stared at her. She tried to manage a brave face, but her body betrayed her and she began to cry. Vishous came forward and offered her his hand, but she just stared at it.

"Look it seems to me like you have two choices, go back to where you came from, or come with us…so what's it gonna be…the devil you know, or the one you don't" he said.

She gave him a hard look; going back was defiantly not an option. So slowly she reached up and took his hand.

She allowed Vishous to touch her face "I think your nose might be broken" he muttered, and as he carefully took survey of her additional injuries, his mouth formed a hard line "I think you'll live" he said. She stared into his eyes, felt the soft touch of his fingers as they lingered on her face. Then as if he caught himself, he yanked his hand away, and turned.

"We are done here…true? Lets go" Vishous spoke quickly, as they all headed the opposite direction. Vishous walked silently, with Butch close behind him. But it was Phury who came to walk beside her.

"I don't think we have met properly" he smiled "As you already know I am Phury" he extended his hand to her. She took it and said "Dillian."

The three men looked like they descended from the same family line, with there large muscular bodies, and height, but that was where the similarities stopped. Phury had long multicolored hair, and soft yellow eyes. But while Vishous seemed distant, and almost callus, there was a soft kindness about Phury, a warmth that she was instantly drawn to. She immediately began to walk closer to him. Taking comfort in the safety that his big body seemed to be excreting, she felt almost at ease. After a few blocks, they came upon a large black SUV with dark tinted windows. Vishous opened the back door, and pulled out a first aid kit of sorts, and brought it over to her, while Butch jumped in the passenger seat, and began talking to someone on the phone, and Phury began to rummage around in the back of the SUV. She stared at Vishous, swimming in his blue eyes, breathing in the scent of his breath. She wanted desperately to touch him, to see what his skin felt like. She lifted her hand, and softly began to trace the outline of the tattoos around his eye. He closed his eyes, and began to breath heavily through his mouth.

"Did you know the lesser back there?" Phury said as he poked his head around the side of the car. Vishous opened his eyes, and quickly jerked his face back. She used all of her power to persuade him to look at her again but he didn't. Their moment had passed. Phury oblivious to the situation repeated his question.

"What is a lesser?" she asked.

Phury gave her a puzzled look "The lessers are hunters of my kind, they have been trying to kill us off for centuries. They are evil in the most basic form, that man who attacked you back in the alley was a lesser. They normally take no interest in humans, but he was looking for you…correct?"

"What do you mean, 'your kind'" she replied

" Have you seen him before? Or others like him, they all have white hair, and a specific smell, almost like…"

"Baby powder" she whispered. Oh yes she knew the smell, that smell would be forever in her memory. "Yes, there are others like him." Thankfully, it was about this time when Butch jumped out of the SUV.

"Everybody is meeting back at the mansion, Wrath has called a meeting," he said

"Did you tell him about the girl?" Vishous replied

"No…Look V, man, are you sure? I know your visions have been…off" he took a deep breath and whispered "You know if you bring her back all hell will break loose"

"I dreamed of her" he shouted, "The dream was incomplete, I couldn't tell anything else, but I saw her, and…someone else. The two of them are important, I felt compelled to find them" he turned and began to walk closer to her. There was intensity in his eyes, as if he were trying to will himself to remember something. Phury must have noticed it too, because he pulled her slightly behind him. Vishous hissed at the movement, and Dillian felt Phury's muscles tense.

"There is someone else too?" Butch interrupted

"One problem at a time…true" Vishous growled, his eyes never left Phury's. And then he turned and got in the SUV. Butch quickly followed, this time hoping in the driver's seat. Phury reached out and opened the back passengers side door for her, but she didn't move.

"Phury" she said softly "I will go with you, I will do whatever you say, but please tell me…what did you mean when you said 'your kind'"

He leaned in, used his hand to remove a strand of bloody hair from her face, looked her deep in the eyes and said, "I believe you would call us…Vampires." She could feel the air leaving her lungs, as she gasped. However, she composed herself, took Phury's hand and got in the car.